So, I didn't write yesterday. I know bad monkey. I got on the ACS website and looked up what stage cancer I have, and then what my 5 year survival statistics are. Needless to say I was rather unimpressed with the number they gave me. I knew this shit was serious, but that number really scared the shit out of me. It took a bit of moping and smart ass remarks, but I think I've decided that I just have to make sure that I am one of numbers that make it so that's that.
We also got the bed we bought the other day set up in the office. We moved my computer desk out into the kitchen, and got the tv in there talking to Meric's computer so I can watch Netflix on demand while I'm stuck in there.
Meric made me a fab salad for lunch, and then a seriously yummy dinner following all the rules for my PET scan diet. Steak, broccoli, and asparagus. YUM! I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful man for a husband. He helped me so much with all this. He rules.
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